Sex surrogate improves our marriage

“Why don’t you try surrogate therapy?”, suggested our sexologist. It was our 4th consultation in 6 months. Our sex life had gone steadily downhill in 2 years of marriage until a point where we were having intercourse once in a month, that too because of my desperation, not her need.

Shruti and I got married as soon as she finished her M.Com. She was 22 at that time and I was 28.

When I went to meet her for the first time, I was awestruck by her natural beauty. She was evenly fair from head to toe, no suntan. Big eyes and thick silky hair in a braid reaching her waist.

Her figure was like a schoolgirl, medium-sized boobs, height around 5ft 5 inches, pouting pink lips and a small ass with no fat. It looked like her saree would slip off her petite figure any minute.

There was no blemish visible on her skin, and she had a recent nose piercing on her right nostril with a thin gold nose ring. I was overjoyed and we were married in a flash.

At first, we fucked 3 times a day for two weeks. Then it slowed down to 3 times a week. Later I realized that she wasn’t ever initiating sex and weirdly enough, it was always missionary position. Even when I asked her to ride me, she was reluctant.

From there, things only deteriorated till finally 2 years later, we were discussing surrogate therapy for her.

After we came home, I studied more about the new therapy suggested by our doctor. Shruti was not open to sex as normal behavior. She had been raised to think it’s totally a bad thing to the point that she couldn’t even enjoy sex with her husband.

A sex surrogate would be a therapist who would introduce her to sexual touch, and different levels of arousement until she realizes her own need for sexual intimacy.

It took a whole month to convince her, then we were flipping through a portfolio book. “Nishant, you pick the profile please, I don’t know what I’m doing,” she said giving up too easily.

Though I hated the fact that this guy was going to touch my pretty wife, I still had to convince myself it was all for the best. I picked a profile 3 inches shorter than me, 5 feet 8 inches, a bit wheatish, and he was 25, just a year older than my Shruti.

The doctor arranged a meeting for us and said it was all up to us and the surrogate from this point, he wished us good luck and safe sex.

Our surrogate Rohit started visiting us regularly. At first, Shruti was too shy to shake hands with him but he was very positive, in fact he promised me that Shruti would become a hot and sex hungry partner in less than 3 months.

I had butterflies in my stomach when he first complimented my wife’s tummy, “Wow, your flat stomach is so sexy I feel like kissing it,” he said casually.

Shruti blushed instantly and wrapped her waist with her saree. At least it’s working I thought, and strangely my cock was at full attention. It was not unlike a cockily experience but I was getting turned on by the fact that my cold wife was actually getting turned on by male attention.

Rohit visited regularly, at different times, in different attire. One day he was wearing sports shorts and a t-shirt, coming straight after playing badminton, as soon as he saw Shruti he gave a tight hug. Surprisingly, she didn’t resist his bold move. Next, he advanced further and followed her to the kitchen to get water.

As she was bent at the fridge door to pick up a water bottle, he bumped into her soft ass with his hard dick.

“Oh sorry, just trying to help,” he said. When Shruti turned, I noticed she wasn’t upset, in fact she was smiling at him and she said, it’s no problem.

That night, I fucked Shruti and she was making sounds for the first time, though she didn’t cum as usual, still it was progress.

Rohit started visiting daily, staying over till late. He would sit close to Shruti and watch TV, sometimes putting his arm around her shoulder, or putting his hand on her thigh to ask something.

When he came to the door, Shruti would rush to open it. He started holding her waist tightly and kissing her on the cheek. Shruti started giving him a hug and kiss on the cheek.

One day, he said it’s his birthday so he can’t come. Shruti was clearly restless the whole evening. Then she asked me to bring a cake and called Rohit to come and celebrate at our home.

When Rohit came, it was almost 10 pm. He was dressed in a brown coat and blue jeans, wearing a lot of cologne.

After cutting the cake, he said he has to leave with his friends and go to the club. For the first time, Shruti asked if we can all go to the club. Rohit smiled and nicely explained to Shruti that they don’t allow traditional wear in clubs, maybe next time we can plan for it and change to some modern outfit.

Shruti understood and accepted. Then Rohit demanded, “Where’s my birthday gift?”

Shruti looked at me and said, “Nishu forgot to get it, what do you like anyways?”

Rohit smiled, “I can settle for a kiss”.

As I heard it, I casually walked towards the kitchen to give them some space.

I don’t know if Shruti was looking at me for approval because my back was turned, and she didn’t call out to me. As I turned, I pretended to watch the random music video on TV, turning up the volume a notch.

Shruti came close to kiss Rohit, she knew he was asking for a lip kiss. She put her arms on his shoulders and gave him a quick dry kiss on his lips. My cock was getting hard looking at my shy beautiful wife kissing another guy.

“Come here,” he said, pulling Shruti closer. He had one hand firmly holding her waist, and the other hand in her hair, behind her neck.

He kissed her firmly on her sweet pink lips and put his tongue inside. After a second of delay, she responded with her tongue. They kept kissing for a full 2 minutes and Rohit was clearly grinding his dick on Shruti before breaking free.

He just left as if nothing happened, telling Shruti to be ready for clubbing next weekend.

That night when I screwed her, Shruti came within 10 minutes with a wonderful shriek and collapsed. I was happy to see her condition improve steadily.

Rohit came after two days and simply said he was too drunk on his birthday. As soon as Shruti came to the sofa, he simply kissed directly on the lips.

“Baby, you can’t go to the club looking like an aunty,” he said sadly.

Shruti asked what should she wear. I left them to discuss and went to get a drink. When I came back, Rohit was opening my wife’s hair braid with his fingers. Once her hair was open, she turned around and he was suggesting a new hairstyle.

My cock was going to explode any minute hearing their conversation. They were discussing how to cut Shruti’s jet black thick waist-long hair. By this time Rohit was doing hair play with her, and she was obviously enjoying it. He said no parlor is going to cut this long hair, we need to make it short at home.

As she was turned back, Rohit bent and kissed her on the neck, holding her petite boobs with both hands. She turned around on the sofa and gave him a full lip kiss. Rohit had her in his lap like a baby. Slowly, he moved his face to her nipple and sucked it through her blouse.

She just opened her blouse and pulled down her bra exposing her tits. That was it, I thought and turned off the room lights making it darker. The only light was coming from a table lamp and TV. I turned on the volume as Shruti started moaning with pleasure. Both of them stripped and Shruti lay down on the carpet begging to be taken.

Rohit refused, asking her to come on top. Now Shruti had no choice. She slowly came on top, Rohit checked with his finger to see if she was wet, she was already dripping. His penis was fully erect and both of them carefully guided it to Shruti’s cunt entrance.

I noticed her pussy lips were neatly shaved and her entire body was recently waxed. Shruti gasped as she kneeled and

Rohit’s full shaft went inside her tight cunt. He was holding her buttery thighs as she started riding like a cowgirl. Her waist-long hair was swinging and she flicked it to the front. It was touching Rohit’s chest as she bounced up and down.

My opened my zip and started rubbing my dick thinking that soon my wife’s beautiful long hair would be cut.

Rohit wrapped Shruti’s swinging hair in his hand and pulled it behind her. She had to bend her head back with a gasp of pain and pleasure, her back arched and she came with a shudder. It looked like Rohit also came and shot his load inside her.

Both of them cleaned themselves. Then Rohit asked for scissors and comb. “Let’s do this”, he said.

Shruti went to the bedroom and got everything, I was inside the kitchen out of sight. Rohit held Shruti’s hair at the base of her neck and started cutting above his grip. I could hear the slick crunch of scissors cutting through thick hair. In a minute, it was done.

Shruti shook her head, she had a rough bob now and there was no way she could tie it in a bun or braid. Rohit got dressed and left.

The next morning without telling me, Shruti went for shopping. She bought many jeans and tight tops. Some sleeveless shirts, short skirts, shorts and a thigh-length dress for clubbing. Her makeup was perfectly done. Eyebrows shaved thin and hair in a banana clip because it was too short to be tied.

Soon Rohit came and we all went to the local unisex salon. Shruti was wearing skinny jeans and a tight top, looking normal for that place. The stylist started cutting, but not before running his fingers in her hair and almost fondling her chest while putting the cape over her. It looked like she was enjoying herself.

He trimmed both her sides and nape area short. Then let down the back hair and top hair in sections, cutting it into a sexy undercut bob. Then he took off the cape and sled her to step inside for a shampoo.

As she laid back in the chair, the stylist had a clear view of her cleavage. As he was putting the towel, Shruti asked him to be careful, her shirt was getting wet. He apologized and started rubbing her chest with a dry towel. Then, without asking, he put his hand inside her shirt, feeling both her tits and told her, “Now it’s dry.”

Rohit had gone for a facial and I was sitting in a vacant chair. I noticed Shruti was clearly fingering herself under the towel. The stylist locked the shampoo room door and came back.

Shruti’s head was in the sink and she had a blindfold to protect her eyes from shampoo. The stylist raised the towel and caught Shruti’s hand that was inside her jeans.

“Let me help you ma’am”, he whispered quietly. “No one is here, please relax”, he said. Slowly, he pulled down her jeans and panty from her smooth thighs. Her pussy lips were shaved neatly with no trace of hair.

He bent down and started licking with his tongue, going in and out of her slit. Shruti arched her back to push her cunt into his mouth and started taking sudden short breaths. As he stopped, she held out her arms inviting him for an embrace.

The stylist dropped his pants and put on a condom. He bent down and sucked both of her nipples for a minute before holding her face and kissing her. Then he quickly inserted his dick and shot his cum in the condom within 2 minutes.

The shampoo and blow-dry finished. Shruti was looking super hot in her new avatar with her shiny short bob haircut. As she moved her head, her bob bounced and swung along, making her look like a fetish madam from behind.

When we started for home, Rohit said he can’t come to our house anymore and congratulated Shruti for completing her surrogate therapy. She kissed him deeply and told him it was the most beautiful treatment of her life.

As we were driving home, Shruti bent down and gave me head in the driving car. I put on hand in her silky bobbed hair running it on her freshly shaved nape. This was our first official blowjob.

That night, we made love twice, both times with her on top. She looked sexy with her short hair bouncing. She complained that her bob was covering her face when she looked down, and she can’t see.

“Sweetheart, let get you a boycut,” I suggested. It was my fantasy to see her getting a haircut in a barbershop.

“Ya ok, let’s go,” she said.

I was in seventh heaven, my cold dry wife had turned into a kool babe. She wore her top without a bra and a skirt without panties. We went down to barbershop inside our building in the basement. It was almost 7 pm, closing time.

As we entered, the barber closed the door behind us and locked it from inside. He asked me to take a seat. When I said it’s for my wife, the barber was surprised. He was a clean and smart looking guy, probably in his late 20s.

He said her bobcut looks like she just got it. Shruti bent her head forward and said it’s covering her face and irritating her. A little was left to imagination, from her movement, it was clear that she was talking about the movement while having sex.

The barber asked her to sit and put both his hands in her hair, running his fingers and feeling her cheeks. When she didn’t react, he got bolder and started massaging her shoulders. She had seen me at the barbershop many times, normally I got the same free massage and then haircut.

He announced that boycut is the only option for her. Simultaneously putting his hands inside her t-shirt. Having no bra, her hard nipples told him she was ready for sex.

Quickly he started cutting with scissor over comb. The pretty bob was reduced to 2-inch boycut at back. I showed him a pixie cut and he got the idea. Quickly he cut evenly on top. Then shampooed her head in the sink with her bent forward.

Shruti’s skirt was barely covering her thighs and when she bent in the sink, her pussy was visible from behind. The barber rubbed his rough hands on her pussy. She responded by moving her ass up and down. He came close and put his groin to her ass. She rubbed it up and down, clearly making the barber’s cock erect.

The barber took out his cock and workers a condom. He held my wife’s ass and penetrated her from behind. The first time Shruti was getting a doggy style fuck. She lifted her left leg and he held it in mid-air. He started fucking and came in 2 minutes.

I took out my throbbing dick and inserted it into her pussy since it was too early for her to cum. I tried to hold her hair in my fingers but I couldn’t get a grip on her short hair. I just held her shoulder with my right hand and lifted her thigh, inserting my thick cock into her hot cunt.

As I was stroking I noticed her expressions in the mirror. She was looking like a total slut, with punk hair and had just got fucked by a stranger! Looking at her glazed eyes made me cum in 2 minutes. My hot seamen triggered her to squirt instantly and she groaned with pleasure. My wife had had finally become a nymph.

Swinging In The Canary Islands

Hello Mates. This is my first story here and my first ever story writing experience too. All my stories are going to be real. I hope it gets posted and you all like it. Please leave your comments because I will be excited to know your views. You could also reach me at [email protected]

To tell you a bit about myself. Let’s call me Sensual Arc, a 27-year-old male enjoying all aspects of my life. I support sexual liberation and have been into swinging for a long time. I would say its a lifestyle that you live naturally.

This story is about my trip to the Canary Islands which is a part of Spain. I have experienced swinging around the world including our own country. Though I planned this trip without swinging in mind, later I realized that Gran Canaria is known to have a swinging culture.

I wouldn’t say it was the best place to experience swinging. But this place has some vibes to it. So I reached Gran Canaria and chose to stay in the Maspalomas region. I checked into a nice Airbnb with some awesome hosts who guided me about the city. (No, I did not tell them about swinging)

It’s a beautiful island unique in its way. A balance of some man made buildings, roads lined with palm trees, nudist beaches, sand-dunes, and as well as swinging culture. I rested the evening I reached there, walking around the area, trying local food and absorbing the moderately cool weather. It was February.

I was extremely horny. But I chose to relax and plan my next day of nudism and sex-filled adventures. I got into the bed with only my shorts on. As I couldn’t control, I got rid of my check patterned cotton shorts. I could feel my semi-erect cock waiting for some hot action in days to come.

I had a long session of playing with my now super hard cock. Imagining my past swinging experiences, visualizing how a nudist beach would be. Thinking of my hot ex-es who made my sex life sensual and hot. I hope some of my exes are reading this story and maybe it’s you!

With all that long and hot session of stroking my hard cock, I came with a nice load of cum.

My next day started with me moving out, enjoying the city views in broad daylight. I could see people in their shorts and t-shirts going around looking forward to some sunbathing at the beach. I started walking towards the beach grabbing some quick meal on the way.

Maspalomas is one of those unique places where the sand-dunes are right next to the beach. It is a beautiful view. Then there is this long beach which is marked as per Couples, Swingers, Nudists, Gay, Lesbians and common areas. As I kept walking, I kept coming across these.

Majority part of this long stretch is nudists, so nudists everywhere. I was wearing just my shorts and a t-shirt and moving around. I went a bit deep at the backside of the beach where the dunes are. Here I could see people just randomly looking for other people to look at or get some action.

But there wasn’t much action going on. I saw a few people making out while some groups around and so on. At the beachside actually, there were just nude people sunbathing. Yes, the vibes were hot and liberating, everyone in their natural self.

As I was walking, I came across a lady who was just lying down nude on a cloth enjoying the shade under a tree. We looked at each other and smiled. We greeted each other from a distance with our eyes. I walked towards her. I sat next to her and we started having a conversation.

She told me that she is from Northern Spain and she comes here often just to relax. As the conversation went on for a bit, she casually said, “Why don’t you enjoy nature in your natural state of being?” That is when I just removed the pieces of clothing I was wearing.

She made some space. I lay with her as we kept talking. She told me that she is not looking to have intercourse. As the conversation went on, we started touching each other, kissing, making out while feeling all of each other’s bodies. She was touching my ass and my back. She got a good grip on my hard dick.

I was touching her nicely shaped medium boobs, squeezing them to pleasure. I took out a condom I was carrying, put it on as she wanted to give me a blowjob. Yes, I am super hygiene conscious. She gave me a nice long blowjob while I pleasured her pussy with my fingers.

She was sexily wet and had a nice orgasm with my fingers inside. She took the condom off my dick and started stroking with hands to make it cum. She took all of it on her boobs. People kept walking past while all of this happened. Oh, it was an experience I will never forget.

We lay next to each other completely satisfied and she guided me about the place. In half an hour or so I left while she wanted to stay there a bit more. I spent the late afternoon exploring beaches, cafes, having local food, some desserts, etc.

Yeah, I was looking forward to the real action. I had planned the night for that. I rested for some time to be ready for a long night’s action. Around 9 after dinner, I looked around a few of my shortlisted swinger clubs. I chose the one where I wanted to get in.

I paid the entrance charges which included some drinks and got into the change room. Like many swinger clubs, the rule was to be nude or in minimal clothing, I chose to just wrap around a towel. A few couples, single guys and a couple of single girls were around the place having conversations.

I took a drink and started looking around the place. It was a decent place with glory holes, some small open rooms with beds, a pool, a sex swing, etc. The majority of people did not know English, so communication was a challenge. I eventually got into the pool all nude leaving my towel aside.

There were two couples inside from the Latin region who were visiting for vacation. As some time passed relaxing, the middle-aged guy started fucking the busty fair lady and she started moaning hard. Oh, this was an extreme turn on.

The other lady who was slim, dusky and with sexy small boobs was making out with the other guy. Later I got to know, they had inter-changed the partners in the pool. The slim lady, the guy with her and me started having a small talk. This lead to me joining them.

I and the guy started sandwiching this slim dusky Latin beauty and started making out with her. She was facing the guy. Then she turned around and started kissing me wildly. Her husband while fucking the busty lady looked at me and winked. This all was happening inside a 3.5 feet deep pool.

Her husband was in doggy style fucking the other guy’s wife while this guy and I wildly sandwiched her. The slim beauty held my dick and started stroking. I felt her boobs and pussy which was super wet. She asked me to guide the dick inside her. I put on a condom and the action I had been craving for started.

I fucked her against the pool wall, pounding here really well to make her moan. The sound of two ladies moaning and the thumping in water filled the area. The other guy was just touching her. I could see he was longing for her. So I took my dick out and he pushed in.

This lady was just enjoying the feeling of two dicks one after the other. We exchanged a few times. Now it was time that I wanted to try the busty lady. We got close to these two fucking. The husband of the lady I fucked understood that I wanted the girl he was doing.

He took a break and I pushed my dick inside this second pussy of the night. Oh, it was a pleasure at its best. The pussy was hot because of her previous fuck. We 3 guys and 2 ladies enjoyed for another half an hour, all exchanging each other. I came on the face of the dusky girl.

I was so satisfied at that moment which is beyond explanation. We had a conversation for a bit as these people knew some English. After an hour of drinks, I wanted some more action. I saw a Spanish girl with beautiful eyes, perfect ass, and boobs. I approached her and with time we were ready to play.

The two previous couples were exhausted for the day. They watched me and the Spanish girl play. We enjoyed each other in a lot of positions. The details can be shared another time. It was an amazing night meeting some very nice people where we could share our being liberated together.

It was a night I won’t forget easily and it was a trip to remember.

I hope you liked my first story. Let me know in the comments and on my above-mentioned email id. Any people who feel there could be a connection, please feel free to connect. Open to a casual encounter or a serious relationship if it is natural.

Chacha Chachi Ki Chudai – Indian Sex Stories

First of all I’m very sorry for the delay. Due to some technical issues stories upload nahi ho pa rahi thi. Par ab I’ll try my best to be frequent. Secondly I would like to thank you for your love, for your support for my last story.

Ate hai aj ki story pe. Jo log mujhe nahi jante, main hu Harshil. I’m tall and handsome. I’m physically fit. I am liked by girls and women of all ages. Aj ki story ki heroin hai meri chachi. Meri chachi ka naam Neelam hai. Woh ek bohut hi fair lady hai. Uska figure bhi ekdum perfect hai.

Kisiko bhi uspe attraction ho jata hai. Mere sabhi dosto ko toh hai hi. Mere chacha – chachi ki love marriage hui thi. Ye humare khandan mein first love marriage thi. Koi bhi iss marriage ke liye razi nahi tha. Isliye chacha ko bhag ke shadi karni padi.

Dono Mumbai se kafi dur chale gaye. Dono Valsad chale gaye. Waha apni life ki start ki. Main bohut chota tha, ye sab samjhne ki umar nahi thi meri. Pata nahi chalta tha ki kyu hum chacha chachi se baat nahi kar sakte. Dheere dheere chacha chachi family functions mein ane lage.

Aur dheere dheere sabhi logo ne unse baat karna shuru kar diya. Dekhte hi dekhte tute hue rishte wapis jud gaye. Ab main graduate ho gaya tha. Mujhe meri pehli job mili. Mera promotion hua, company walle mujhe Valsad branch ka manager banana chahte the. 30% increment bhi de rahe the.

Aisi offer ko koi bhi thukra nahi sakta tha, main bhi nahi. Mere papa ne chacha se baat karke mere rehne ka intazam karwaya. Mere chacha ke building mein hi ek flat tha jo mujhe mil gaya. Subha breakfast se lekar raat ke dinner tak sab kuch mere liye meri chachi banati thi.

Maine toh unse kaha bhi tha ki apko taklif uthane ki zarurat nahi. Fir bhi unhone insist kiya ki khana mujhe wahi kahana padega. Chacha chachi ke shadi ko ab almost 15 years hone ko aye the. Par fir bhi unke bache nahi ho rahe the. Sabhi logo ne bohut kaha ki bache karo, par kuch na kuch reason de kar baat badal dete.

Shayad ye bhi ek karan hai ki chachi ka figure ajj bhi itna maintained hai. Roj subha 7 baje woh society ke gym mein training karti. Aur diet mein toh itni strict thi ki kya bolu. Uske boobs aisa lagta hai jaise doodh ke bhare containers ekdum perfect round.

Waise pehle toh kabhi itni baatien hoti nahi thi inse. Par ab toh pura pura din inke sath hi hota hu. Chachi ki body inti smooth aur uski skin itni soft thi ki ekdum cotton jaisi. Jab woh nighty pehnti thi toh bhai, main kya batau. Nighty mein se unki cleavage ekdum perfectly dikhti thi.

Aur unki back toh kisiko bhi behosh kar de. Nighty mein woh bra nahi pehnti thi. Light mein dekho toh unke pointy nipples unki tight nighty mein dikh jate the. Main jab bhi unse baat karta toh mera dhyan baato mein kam aur unke boobs per jyada hota tha.

Dekhte hi dekhte mera tenet agreement khatam hone aya. Iska mutlub tha ki ab mujhe kahi aur flat dhundhne ki jarurat padi. Par kahi bhi koi flat mil hi nahi raha tha. Kisi ka look acha nahi that toh koi bohut dur tha toh kisika rent bohut jyada tha. At last mujhe right ghar mil gaya.

Lekin makan malik uss ghar mein renovation karwana chahta tha. Jiske karan mujhe kuch mahino tak chacha ke ghar rehna pada. Main maan hi maan bohut khus hua. Kyuki ab full time main chachi ko dekh sakuga. Main apne saman ke sath waha shift ho gaya.

Meri chachi bhi kafi khush lag rahi thi. Unhone usdin meri favorite pav bhaji banai. Hum teeno ne dinner kar liya. Chachi mere room mein ayi aur blankets dete hua kaha, “Kuch bhi chahiye ho, toh mujhe awaz dena.” Maine ok kaha. Mujhe hug karke lights off karke chali gayi.

Hug karte samay unke nipples mere chest pe dubbey mujhe feel hua. Mera lund turant khada ho gaya. Unki body mein se achi khushbu ati thi, jo unn blankets mein se bhi aa rahi thi. Main blanket ke ander hi apna land pakad kar apni chachi ko imagine karte karte hilane laga.

Kuch hi der mein main jhad gaya. Blanket pe mera cum uda tha. Blanket gilli ho gayi thi. Toh maine socha ki main ja kar chachi aur ek blanket mang lata hu. Toh main apne room se bahar aya aur chachi ki room ki taraf chalne laga. Unka darwaza thoda khula tha, aur ander se kuch whispering ki awaz aa rahi thi.

Maine socha ki chupke se dekhta hu kya baatein ho rahi hai. Dekha toh mere chacha meri chachi ke upar soye the dono nange. Chacha chachi ke bade bade boobs mango ki tarah chus rahe the. Meri chachi ne apni annkhe band kar li thi aur apne fingers se mere chacha ke hairs kheech rahi thi.

Mere chacha ka ek hath chachi ke boobs ko daba raha tha toh dusra hath chachi ke panties mein tha. Chachi apne hips ko upar niche kar rahi thi, rhythm mein. Fingering karne ki bhi ek rhythm hai. Jo ki mujhe meri chachi ne hi mujhe sikhai (woh next episode mein dekhege). Aur siskiya lene lagi.

Ye dekhkar mera lund fir se khada ho gaya. Maine apn track pant ke upar se hi lund sehla na chalu kar diya. Main first time live sex dekh raha tha. Kuch der baad meri chachi ne jor se chilayya. Aisa laga jaise unka orgasm hua. Chachi ne eyes kholi. Woh bilkul hi darwaze ke samne thi.

Unko shayad se main dikh gaya. Main fatfat se apne room ki aur bhaga. Woh kambal jo wet tha ab thoda thoda sukh kar kadak hone laga tha. Main woh leke sone ki koshish kar raha tha. Mere heartbeats ekdum fast ho gaye the. Mujhe neend hi nahi aa rahi thi. Mujhe darwaza khulne ki awaz ayi.

Main sone ka natak kar raha tha. Akh band kar liya tha. Mujhe aisa feel ho raha tha jaise koi mere room mein aya hai aur mujhe dekh raha hai. Kuch der baad light band hui. Main palta aur apni ankh kholi dheere se. Dekha toh waha koi bhi nahi tha. Maine rahat ki saas li.

Dusre din subha main late utha. Chacha office ke liye nikal chuke the. Chachi gym se wapis aa chuki thi. Uska pura badan paseene se bheeg raha tha. Uski paseene ki bund cleavage se niche ki taraf jaa rahi thi. Woh ander ayi mujhe dekha aur kaha, “Kaise rahi pehle raat humare ghar?”

Maine kaha, “Achi hi thi maza ayi.” Chachi kuch nahi boli bohut der tak chup rahi. Mujhe dekhti rahi. Fir achanak se boli, “Raat ka show kaisa laga.” Ye sun kar meri gand faat gayi, meri heartbeat wapis se tez ho gayi.

To be continued

Toh dosto age ki story main apko next part mein batauga. Iska next part aur bhi jyada sexy hoga. Apke feedbacks mere liye bohut important hai. Ap comment kar sakte hai ya fir mujhe mail bhej sakte ho [email protected] par.

Gangbang In A Moving Car

I am an avid reader of ISS. I happened upon the ‘Humiliation of Shruti’ series that somehow manages to turn me on every time I read it. Maybe it catered to my innermost and taboo desires of exploitation. Sadly, after part 1 and 2, the series never continued. I tried contacting the writer, but there was no reply.

After almost three years, it is safe to assume that the author has moved on. It is extremely unlikely that further updates will occur under the same title. Therefore, I’ve decided to build upon the story and explore Shruti and the rest of the characters as I deem fit.

Of course, if the original author did decide to continue, I’ll stop my version immediately.

P.S. Unlike the original author, I’m a straight guy, who currently resides in Chennai. Before reading this, I’d urge you to read part 1 and 2 written by Annu Singh. Her username is glamgal1950. I assure you it’s awesome. Without further delay let me get into the story.

Part 3

After being utterly humiliated and getting her pubic hair shaved. She was made to orgasm at the hands of a barber as perverted customers locked inside the shop at the time watched and shagged. A defeated and exhausted Shruti was carried naked into the car by Mani, her husband’s friend, and business partner.

“You are a woman with a beautiful body. You shouldn’t be ashamed of getting naked in public. I know that you like it,” he said. She firmly hid her face in his chest. With everyone in the market gazing at her naked body, she just wanted to get inside the car and the ordeal to end.

Her disgusting and aged husband Ramsankar took the front seat beside the driver, Raghu. Mani handed over Shruti to Krishna like a baby. She sat curled up on his lap with her face buried in her palms. Mani and Ahmed occupied the window seats. Krishna sat in the middle so that everyone got a piece of the action.

“To the hotel, sir?” asked Raghu, unable to take his eyes off the rearview mirror.

“No. The locals said there’s a pond about an hour from here, deep into the town. It’s a straight road, but it can get bumpy along the way. I want to visit that,” said Mani. The driver googled the destination as Mani instructed and set the location. Thus began the ride and the next phase of Shruti’s humiliation.

Krishna passed her a hoodie they had brought along. Shruti obediently put it on and zipped it to the brim. After being exposed so blatantly, a full-arm hoodie felt like armor. She also got to wear her night shorts. Of course, they weren’t being sympathetic to her plight.

It had more to do with avoiding being caught by the police with a naked woman inside the vehicle. The town police station was nearby. So until they hit the road, Shruti was granted the luxury of covering her modesty. Circling the market place, the car halted in front of a row of food, snack and dessert shops.

Mani and Ahmed stepped down and took their time to buy some stuff.  After 20 minutes, they dumped a lot of covers on the trunk of the car. Some even inside the icebox they had bought along to store beer. Mani handed Shruti two chicken sandwiches and a bottle of coke.

“You must be tired in the morning. Eat,” he ordered. Shruti was much happy to oblige. She had lost way too many fluids and she devoured the food like a glutton. As all of them munched on their eatables sitting inside the car. The situation felt normal for the very first time.

Krishna did not do much except caress her thighs a little as he chewed on his roll. It was nothing compared to the things they did to her earlier. They all passed food and drinks, chatted and joked like normal friends. Although impossible, Shruti felt hopeful that this would continue for the rest of the trip.

She was skeptical however of the stuff that was dumped onto the back seat. Her skepticisms would soon be strongly answered.

“Straight, right?” asked Ahmed. They moved to pass the market place and turned to a narrow road.

“Yes, sir. All straight from here” answered Raghu.

“That’s all we needed to hear,” smiled Ahmed and eyed Shruti with lust. Within seconds, the molestation began.

“Boys, please! Haven’t’ you had enough,” Shruti said, clutching onto her zip and shorts.

“It’s good to burn your calories after eating. Do you want to become fat like your husband?” asked Krishna, pressing her filled belly. His hands slipped into her night shorts as Mani and Ahmed started to massage her tits. They pushed her hands away.

They undressed her completely and tossed the hoodie and shorts behind the back seat. Krishna took over her breasts as the other two spread out her legs and stretched it to the fullest extent. Mani and Ahmed subjected her feet to sensual mouth play, swirling their tongue between each of her toes and licking the soles of her feet.

It felt ticklish and weird. Her sensitive nerve endings struggled to handle the stimulation. She tried to pull her legs back on multiple occasions. Only for it to be brought back to position and sucked with renewed vigor. Krishna jiggled her boobs and twisted her nipples.

His tongue traced along her spine and rested on the nape of her neck, sucking it hard to leave a hickey. The three licked her like her body was made of honey. She gasped profusely as her body struggled to breathe. As she was reaching heights of sensation, everyone was suddenly flung from their seats.

The car had hit a big road bump at 40 km/hr and Raghu had done nothing to slow down. “Watch the road, you asshole!” Mani scolded. Raghu apologized and sweated nervously. He adjusted his pants and wiped his face, once again forcing his eyes back onto the road.

“Let’s not do this in the car,” chipped in Shruti. They all knew what caused Raghu’s lapse in concentration. But Shruti’s reasons lied elsewhere. Her body was tethering on the edge of ecstasy. She didn’t want to have toyed with any further. This incident provided the perfect camouflage to stop their antics.

Mani looked at Shruti and gave her a knowing smile. Has he seen through?

“When there is a problem, would you prefer eliminating just the temporary causes or would you rather fix the root?” he asked Shruti.

“I’ll fix the root cause,” Shruti answered, perplexed. Mani gawked at her lips with a mischievous grin.

Shruti sucked Raghu’s dick. They had parked the car on the side of the road, with a view of barren fields on either side. Shruti now understood the implication behind Mani’s question. The core problem wasn’t her or their antics. It was Raghu’s lust.

If that was taken care of, then there was no need for them to stop anything.  Shruti regretted opening her mouth. Ironically, the price she had to pay for her insolence had her repeat the same action. Only this time around, it wasn’t to talk but take. Take in a hard black cock that almost reached deep into her throat.

Raghu was bestowed complete control over how he wanted his blowjob. He chose to engage with a firm hand. With complete disregard to Shruti’s status as his boss’ friend’s wife, he tugged and held her hair up with one hand. He thrust his cock in and out so fast as if he was unclogging a pipe with a suction cup.

Shruti gagged and coughed. But as soon as she was slightly alright, he shoved it back in with full force. To spice things up, he even slapped Shruti left and right. Turning her baby cheeks a tinge of red. Adding to the blood rush that was already over her face due to suffocation.

Shruti realized that the driver was a sadist. She’ll never be able to look him in the eye the next time he shows up with Mani. It broke her heart to lose her social standing to a driver. As she squatted and blew him, her eyes managed to sneak glimpses of what’s happening around.

Ramsankar was in the field with a cigarette in his mouth. By the way, his flabby hands moved, she knew he was jerking off. Though she found his appearance revolting, she felt a little sympathetic to his plight. He did take good care of her after all. She thought of giving him a blowjob sometime later in the trip.

Withholding repulsion, of course. She also saw Mani, Ahmed, and Krishna setting something up inside the vehicle and she suspected they were up to no good. They were indeed up to no good.

After five long minutes of using her mouth as a lust dump, Raghu unloaded. She held her head still to prevent her from pulling back. She had no choice but to swallow his thick and salty cum. He finished for ten long seconds and finally let go of her head.

Shruti coughed and drooled, hurling the cum that hadn’t gotten in. She looked at him defiantly, trying to establish that she did it only because of Mani. But it was a desperate attempt and it turned out pitiable. Raghu indifferently caught her hair again.

He vigorously cummed on her face, tapping his penis on her cheeks as he beat his meat. He squeezed every drop out of his manhood. Shruti was on her knees breathing heavily. As Raghu pridefully took a step back, Mani approached them with a water bottle.

“I think that’s enough fun for you,” he said, tossing Shruti the water bottle. Shruti poured it over her face, cleansing herself from the obscenity. She gulped down a lot of water trying to soothe her violated throat. As Raghu tried to walk past, Mani caught his shoulder.

“Remember your place,” he cut straight to the point. “She’s ours. The only reason why you got to do what you did to her is that we allowed it. She’s still above you. If I ever see you looking down on her or trying any funny business on your own, I’ll bash your head in stone. Do you understand? The rest of the journey should be smooth.”

Shruti saw that Mani can be terrifying when he wanted to be. Raghu was visibly shaken and he blurted out, “Yes, sir” and got in the car with hunched shoulders. His ego was deflated in a matter of seconds. Shruti felt a strong attraction towards Mani for saving some of her dignity.

Even though she was naked on the road and Mani had quite a lot to do with her situation. On some level, she had already given in to Mani, Ahmed, and Krishna, though she still wasn’t ready to admit it. He lent her a hand and lifted her. Before she could stand firm, he spun her around and lifted her.

Clamping under her thighs, she forced her into a reverse cowgirl position. Her legs formed a wide m as she was trapped mid-air with only her left arm around his shoulder acting as balance apart from his grip. “Come on babe. Pee. We won’t be stopping for a while,” he said in a matter of fact tone.

Shruti turned cherry with shame.

“Mani, I’m fine. I don’t feel like going,” she replied.

“I’m sure you do. You drank a lot of fluids.”

“Mani. No,” she protested. Doing it a couple of times did not normalize the situation for her.

“Shruti, you can either pee as I hold you or do you want Raghu to probe into your pussy and force it out for you?” asked Mani, effectively ending the conversation. As she started trying, Ahmed and Krishna stepped in.

“Ready?” said Ahmed. Shruti wondered what he meant by it. Krishna started gently rubbing the region where Shruti’s pubic hair used to be. Ahmed pitched in by stroking her inner thigh like a genie lamp. It relaxed her uptight nerves.

In a few seconds, Shruti let loose a stream of silver liquid that stopped after a few dying squirts.

“It’s colorless. You’re hydrated,” remarked Mani and let go of her legs. He handed her over to the duo and got into the car, claiming the middle seat. They cleaned her and escorted her to the vehicle, each grabbing onto a butt cheek. As Shruti entered, she found the car to be different.

The entire backseat was covered in polythene sheets and the floor had newspapers placed all over. Her road trip wasn’t going to get any easy.

Shruti’s tits had a chocolatey flavor. It wasn’t a metaphor, but a literal description of her state. As Mani held her still, Ahmed and Krishna had dumped two whole bottles of Hershey’s syrup on her tits. They didn’t even bother to use the nozzle.

They cut off the cap and poured the cool dense liquid all over her milky breasts.

“Vanilla meets chocolate,” mouthed Ahmed. The liquid dripped to the folds of her stomach and slipped to her thighs. It trickled down between her legs, forming a cute little pool. The polythene sheets prevented the seats from getting dirty.

Ahmed and Krishna went all-in on her jiggles as Shruti puffed and squirmed. Mani locked her firm under her breasts. So there wasn’t much leeway for moving around. She had no choice but to endure the assault as both of them devoured her. Krishna licked her like a hyperactive puppy.

Ahmed went full throttle from the get-go and bit her nipple. He tugged it between his teeth with viciousness. Shruti screamed and smacked his shoulder repeatedly, almost akin to tapping out when a wrestler got someone in a stronghold.

Ahmed showed no mercy. That would leave a mark. Mani swept some of the syrup from her breasts and shoved his chocolatey fingers into her mouth.

“Show me you can suck,” he said and Shruti felt the compulsion to impress him. There was a constant battle between dignity and desire inside her. The desire pummeled dignity to death every single time. She rolled her tongue over his sweet fingers and sucked it like a lollipop.

Mani in response violated her ear, drooling cold saliva into her earhole, making her whole body shudder. Krishna and Ahmed switched roles with the latter playing it sensual and the former letting his animal instincts take over.  10 minutes in, Shruti’s moans reached squeaky vocal ranges.

Her legs were spread out into a wide m shape and the duo violated her pussy the same time they treated her tits. Krishna dipped his fingers on the chocolate pool and shoved it into her vagina, fingering her at a brisk pace. Ahmed seemed to have mistaken Shruti’s clitoris for a screw. He passionately tried to unscrew it.

Mani had her hand raised and feasted on her armpit. Shruti had mentioned once that she was sensitive there. Mani exploited it to an extreme degree. With all her weak points engaged at once, Shruti’s body snapped and with a loud moan, she cummed chocolate.

Her legs were let loose and it dropped to the floor completely drained. Her pussy pulsed as aftermath. Shruti’s felt airy. Her mind was hit by a surge of dopamine and it made her lightheaded.

“You seem to have relaxed. That’s not quite fun, is it?” Mani whispered. Shruti’s eyes opened wide. What was he going to do now?  In answer to her question, Mani took his scarf and blindfolded her.

“Seems the boys were rough on your nipples. Let’s calm your tits,” he said. Few seconds of anticipation followed. Shruti heard something being taken from the back.

“Mani, stop. No, what are you…!’ Shruti shrieked. Two ice-creams, preserved cold in the icebox were slammed onto her erect nipples. Her body convulsed. She squealed with gritted teeth and pushed to the edge. Her legs whipped and writhed like an attacking cobra.

“Aa! Stop! Mani! Stop!’ she screamed, trying to free her arms from the grip. Her legs kicked the drivers and front seat. In the end, Krishna and Ahmed’s grip proved to be powerful. She only exhausted herself making a ruckus. Her nipples had gone numb and except for the ringing between her ears, she was alright.

Mani turned her over, heaving her legs over him. He removed the blindfold and Shruti stared at his face with pouted lips and misty eyes.  She sat on him, her knees planted firmly to his sides. Her sticky pussy nudged on his bulge. Krishna and Ahmed held on to her hands to prevent her from taking the cups off.

Staring back at her, he took the cups off her nipple and dumped the scoop on her tits. It slid cold on the slope of her perky boobs. “Ice cream is mine,” he declared. “Let go of her hands. She is a big girl. She can take it.” He took her hands, placed it on his shoulders and sucked her tits, asserting his dominance.

Shruti gave in. She was to be their toy this trip and she accepted it. For 10 minutes, he had her all to himself. He creamed her boobs so clean that one would doubt anything was poured in on her in the first place. “There. Good as new,” he said and planted a kiss on her boob.

“Now suck Raghu’s dick. He is getting horny again,” he ordered. Raghu’s ears were suddenly all attention. It was true that he was erect. Watching her violated to such a degree had reawakened his sexual appetite despite cumming in loads just a while ago.

“Stop the car then,” she mouthed.

“No. Suck him as it moves,” he said. Shruti was perplexed. Turning her around, Mani pushed Shruti between the gaps of the driver seat and front seat. She managed to squeeze her upper body to the front. Raghu whipped out his dick. His hard black cock stood erect like a totem pool.

She took it in half and gently bounced her mouth. There was a marked change in Raghu’s attitude. He derived pleasure from the blowjob. But there wasn’t any air of mockery in his eyes that she witnessed during the first time. As she teased his dick, she felt her legs lifted off the floor.

“You can’t just jiggle your ass on us and expect us to do nothing, you know,” said Krishna. She went off balance and swallowed Raghu’s dick whole. He cummed right away. Shruti pushed herself off his dick with a cough and turned around.  Ahmed and Krishna licked the soles of her feet yet again.

They ran their fingers from her legs, her thighs, up to her ass. They smacked her ass hard and she bellowed like a horse. Her tits seemed to have gotten a life of its own, moving in various directions. Her body thrashed around, trying to bear the brunt of the blows to her bottom.

Her hands reached for whatever it could hold firm onto. In a fit of desperation, she caught Raghu’s dick in one hand and pulled out the erect dick of Ramsankar with the other. Every time she received a blow, she yanked their dicks. Soon, she was giving both of them a vigorous handjob to quench her lust.

Ramsankar cummed in buckets and Raghu got milked out of the semen that was left inside him.

“Shruti dear, you better brace yourself,” said Mani. Before she could know what hit her, her mind almost blacked out. In a second, a searing sensation traveled from her pussy, forcing adrenaline to every inch of her body. A cold kulfi ice-cream stick was inserted into her love hole.

Shruti swam inside the car, stroking her hands and pushing her legs, trying to get it out.

“Our girl will win the swimming Olympics! All we have to do is stick an ice-cream into her pussy,” joked Ahmed and caught her legs. Mani pushed the entire 6 inches in and Shruti screamed. In a few seconds, her body froze and fell. She shuddered to stick out her ass.

As they watched her ass quiver, Shruti gushed out the warm liquid. She had peed unable to take the burden. Mani pulled out the kulfi and dragged her back from the front to his loving embrace. Mani lip-locked her and rested her face upon his shoulder.

As Shruti dared to finally relax, Mani whispered, “We still have 30 minutes Shruti and there’s ice-cream for everyone.” By the time they reached the pond, Shruti was covered in white. Loads of vanilla. Loads of cum.

Her ordeals will continue in part 4.

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Anushka Becomes A Prostitute To Get The Lead Role

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As planned we had our second round auditions with the other shortlisted girls and no one convinced the director’s expectations. I suggested instead of searching for the regular girl and trying to see the natural qualities of a prostitute.

Why not visit a couple of brothels and shortlist some good looking professional girl from there. He also agreed on the idea because the act has to come naturally. It’s not happening in regular girls and girls from brothel it’s like a life-changing chance.

I spoke to a couple of my pimps and made some arrangments for the director to do his selection process. After a couple of days later the director came back to me and said he finalized his lead role girl. He showed her photo to me.

It was none other than Anushka. I asked, “Mani sir, you said she is rubbish and now you are proposing the same girl. Did she seduce and sleep with you for the role?” Director said, “She did not seduce me or slept with me.” He explained in detail why he came to that conclusion.

From the words of director Mani.

Even before you arranged for me the visit to the brothel house. Anusha was calling me 3 or 4 times a day. I was ignoring her and told her she is not selected as she could not perform better in the kissing scene.

When I was going to the brothel for further selection, she came and she was waiting outside on the road for many hours and caught me. She begged for another chance. She said she could not do it before because her parents were also there and she wanted one last chance again.

As I was getting late, I thought of dropping her on the way. I told her to get into the car if she wants to talk further. On the way, she showed me a couple of videos on her mobile. To be honest, it was so sexy. It’s the clips of herself with our male cast guys.

She was smooching the guy so passionately she was fully topless hugging him so tightly and I assume. She was naked below too. But that was not seen clearly in the clip. I asked what is this shit. She said she realized how she messed up during her auditions.

She waited outside the building for hours, got hold of our lead roles guys and convinced them to help her for some practice sessions. Both our lead guys took her to there flat and each of them practiced with her for the whole night. They shot these video clips on her phone.

I asked her if our boys influenced to have sex with you? She responded negatively, “No sir, they did not. I know what I was missing. It was very difficult in the first to get romantic. I am good now and I can do it.”

They only practiced some romance scenes while another guy helped to shoot that on the mobile. She said they ended having group sex with both the guys which she did by her own choice. She said while practicing the scenes, she had a small towel around her waist instead of a skirt.

Instead of the bikini top, she tried with her bra. After a few takes and retakes, they both got many chances to see her nipples and also the opportunity to press her boobs. So she went ahead removing the towel, bra and in the room with only on her panties. They smooched her alternatively for an hour.

Our boys could not control anymore. They asked permission from Anushka that they would like to remove their underwear. It was paining and the cock could not be freed. Anushka agreed and thought to look at a man fully naked would make her stronger.

Finally 2 naked men and 1 girl with just a panty covering her pussy. She said it just took 10 minutes for hers to remove the last bit of cloth. She asked our boys who want to go inside me first. She said she is no longer shy with the intimate scene as she already experienced and she fully comfortable now.

I interrupted, “But Mani sir, just having sex with the boys is enough? I don’t think so.” Director Mani continued to explain why he finalized Anushka. He said, “Swetha, listen to me fully. Even I am convinced she is not ready to waste our time. It’s been 3 weeks trying to finalize the lead role.”

I reached the brothel address you gave me and asked her to take a cab from there. I told her I am here in the brothel to do some shortlisting. It’s a small apartment building with 6 two-bedroom flats. All the flats are leased or owned by the same owner who runs the business.

I parked my car and went to the first floor where they have the main office. I spoke to the guy you referred to and told him about the offer. Advised him not to tell the girls yet until I shortlist. I want to observe the behavior of all the girls tonight. Brothel manager said there around 12 girls in the shift today.

In the meanwhile, Anushka continued to call me. I did not pick up. After 30 minutes, the attendant guy came and said a girl is waiting near the gate. She is refusing to leave and wants to talk to me. He told me to go and send her asap as it’s not good for business.

So I went to the apartment gate and scolded her to leave. She was asking why I am hating her so much and why I am refusing to give her a chance. On the other side, the attendee guy was pressuring me. So I had no choice and took her inside.

As we were discussing inside the main office hall, the attendee guy came and asked us to move to the next room and discuss. He got some customers coming upstairs. I made Anushka sit in the room and told her to wait as I can’t waste my time with her arguing.

I closed the door and came to the hall to see what’s happening. Some broker brought 2 guys, the attendee walked to the other room and lined up 6 girls for them to choose. Both the selected each girl. He allocated them the room number. They walked outside taking them to the next flats in the same building.

I asked the attendee. He said there are 12 girls in a shift tonight and why only six lined up. He said, “Sir, you have to wait longer to get to see all our girls. Other girls are busy attending customers at the moment. Once they are done, they will come back here and wait inside for the next customer.”

“Today is like a dry day. And in the first lineup, there were 6. In peak times it would be zero and we used to have a customer waiting in the other waiting room there. As it is not a busy day today we got more lined up.”

I went back to Anushka and advised her to leave. She said it’s already 10:30. She had told her parents that she is staying in her friend’s place. She said she will see and learn the attitude of the girls to act like a proper prostitute. I spoke to the attendee and requested him to allow Anushka to see around if it’s ok.

He declined straight forward and said he is cooperating only for Swetha’s words. He said if Anushka is walking around and any customer asks to fuck her, then he can not deny as that would spoil his reputation. I told Anushka about it and she also agreed.

In the next couple of hours, a few other customers also came and picked some girls. I walked to other apartment houses. None of the houses have locks and no locks for the doors also. Maybe that’s also for security reasons. I managed to interview a few girls in the waiting room.

It’s around 12:30 and 2 guys are brought in by another pimp. Most of the girls by now serviced 2 customers and some good looking girls did 3. The attendee called the girls for line up and there she was. Anushka also came along and stood in the line.

Director continued to explain. Swetha you won’t believe, she was like a bomb. She changed to ghaghra choli and was looking like a goddess. I don’t know what happened in the last 1 hour. I was discussing with other girls and casual chats with some customers and making my notes.

In the meantime, while Anushka had some quick makeup done. Her ghaghra skirt was tied low waist on her hip bone. An inch below then her pussy will be visible. Choli blouse was a very small and sleeveless and had a couple of notes to the back.

Her back was fully exposed. It was a marvelous scene to see. A major portion of her skin from browse to skirt was left open to kill the viewers.  It just took 10 seconds for the customers to choose her. They both selected her. So one guy agreed to have her first and the other guy agreed to wait.

The price was 15k for around 1 a pop or max up to 1 hour. Most girls complete in 30 minutes so they can get ready for the next customer. The attendee told her to take the customer to the special service room which is in the same flat. I was sitting on the sofa next to those guys.

Anushka walked near and asked them, “Who wants to go first?” Wow, that was the perfect prostitute attitude that I saw in her eyes. She held the guy’s hand and took him inside the room and closed the door. I was so jealous of that guy to have the beauty and to crush her naked body.

The attendee called me aside and took me to another room. It was the adjacent room with a full view of what’s happening in the next room. He said this is the reason that is called a special room. No girls working here knows about this. We use this room to monitor the girls when we hire them.

The other room had a big semi-circle bed. Anusha was standing and the guy was hugging and kissing on her neck. He slowly removed the knots of the blouse and slipped it off from her shoulders. Such a beautiful round breast and cute small nipples came in full view.

He turned her around and she happily did. He hugged her again pressing boobs against his chest. Got engaged in kissing and chewing each other’s lips. She started to unbutton his shirt and the guy quickly removed his shirt, pant including his inners.

“Hmmm, nice cock. Good size.” were the words from Anushka which we heard on speaker in our room. The skirt fell on the floor and she was fully nude and no panty inside. He held her ass and lifted her bringing her pussy up as much as possible and trying to kiss it. With a full force threw her on the bed.

She bounced a couple of times for the force and laughing. He moved straight to the missionary position and started to pump her. She was doing this for the first time as a prostitute. The guys were hungry to eat. In the confusion, they even forgot about the condom.

He started to fuck her with his full body on top of her and her legs tightly wrapped on his ass. After a couple of minutes. He tried to take his cock and asked her to blow it. But she refused to suck. However, she climbed on top of him and rode him. He was holding her boobs and driving her.

After pumping for some more time. He removed his cock and came on her boobs. It took just 9 minutes for her to complete the first customer. As advised by the attendee guy. She pressed the buzzer next to the bed once he finished. The guy stood up, got dressed and walked out of the room.

I and attendee walked in to check Anushka and she was cleaning herself with the wet wipes. The attendee asked where is the used condom. Anuska just remembered she did bareback sex without and said, “Sorry I forgot.”

He warned, “See, this is very very important. Under no circumstance, you will do this again. Do you understand?” She replied yes and started to dress in her skirt and blouse. Just pretending like he doesn’t know, he said. “The customer had complained that you did not take it in your mouth. Why?”

She replied, “I don’t like to take in the mouth.”

“See, if you don’t like then you don’t have to do sex also. The customer is paying for your full body which includes your mouth. If they want to fuck your mouth, then you should please them and that’s how it works.”

She just nodded her head and said ok. I told that I would like to have a quick talk with my girl and the attendee left. I asked why she is doing it and if she wants any pocket money. She said, “If I am to act as a prostitute in the movie and I better learn to be one.”

I was so impressed with her, Swetha. That’s when I decided and told her that I have seen a lot of audition. I confirmed that she is the lead female role in the movie. Tears started to the role from her eyes and said, “Thanks. Last week I was not able to perform better. But I am a quick learner and I will do my best.”

I told her that I don’t have any more work here and I can drop her home. She said that she can not go home now. She told her parents that she is staying at her friend’s hostel. With a smile on her face, “Sir, you leave if you wish. I got another customer waiting. There are some more prostitute skills to learn.”

I laughed and hugged her. Advised her to make sure to enjoy and use a condom. In the flow accidentally we ended up kissing each other. Her eyes are filled with happiness and she asked, “Sir, nanga dekhna hey kya? (Would you like to see my naked body?) Want to fuck me?”

I said, “Yes, I would like to fuck you like hell.” With a teasing laugh, she pushed me. “Well, then take your token, pay the money to the attendee and wait in the line. My demand is quite high tonight.” We both laughed and agreed we shall enjoy some other time.

I said I am leaving and she walked her next customer back to the special room. However, I could not go. So, I walked back and went to the hidden room. It’s not even 5 minutes she took her customer inside. they were in 69 position and she was sucking the guy’s cocks so willingly and him eating her pussy.

To be continued.

Audition Turns Into Porn Session

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Monica had a good time with Shankar the previous night. Shankar was also very happy to oblige whenever summoned. He got his first payment of 50k and started focusing his gym routine.

Monica continued with her parlor for the next couple of days. But she could not forget how she enjoyed being naked and get fucked for the first time.

I had a booking with a customer for 25k for a night. But I got an unexpected call from a director. A producer and financier of movies would like to meet me in a hotel. They would like to discuss something. Of course, I know what they want to discuss.

As I could not make for the other booking, I called Monica if she would like to have sex tonight and also get paid. Initially, she was scared and said no. After 10 minutes, she called me and asked how much she would get paid. I said I know the customer personally.

He had met a few times before whenever his wife goes to native. Also told that I can vouch for you that you will provide the best service and tell him to pay the same 25k.

Her immediate response was, “Yes, I will do it. After working 1 month I get 18k. If just one night gives me 25k, I will do it happily.” I told, “Ok, Monica. Fine then. I will text you the address and his number. Call him around 9 pm and he will pick you up.”

I did some makeup to impress the producers to get the role in the movie. I dressed in a one-piece sleeveless dress with a strapless pushup bra. It’s a long dress till my toes and cut on one side from thighs to the left.

I reached the hotel lobby and called the director. I have met him a few times. His name is Mani and he is a nice guy around 35. He worked as an assistant director. After a struggle, he managed to find a producer. He is planning to direct for the first time. He was passionate about his work and very confident.

After a couple of rings, he picked up the call. I told him I am in the lobby. He was waiting for me at the other entrance to the hotel. He walked into the lobby. On the first look at me, his eyes got wide and surprised with my dress. The glowing skin of my shoulders, good front cleavage and my shining leg that was exposed with one side cut to the dress.

“Hello Swetha, how are you?”

“I am fine, Mani sir. How are you? So, sir. You said the producer and financier want to discuss something about the contract. Can you please explain and share some light?”

“Yes sure, that’s the reason I wanted to talk to you first. Come let’s sit there and let me explain. Look Swetha, you know this is going to be the first movie. I am trying my best to get this through. I have learned from a lot of rubbish movies and I will make the best movie.”

He said, “The producer who agreed to make this movie has also produced a few movies before. He is a rich guy also a best loyal friend to a central minister. So, money is not an issue for him to produce the movie.”

I stopped him and asked, “What do you mean produce?”

“Swetha, that’s want to I want to tell you upfront and I need your help. From the auditions that we conducted, we had shortlisted few girls who agreed to compromise if they can get the lead role. They asked me to contact the girls individually and asked them to come and meet for discussion.”

“As requested I also called the girls. I took them to a hotel suite room or guest house where they spent the whole night in the pretext of the discussion. I think it was clear to me now that the shortlisting of auditions they did is to select the girls for there entertainment.”

“I don’t know what they are doing to these girls. But next day morning they come back and say they are not selected for the role. I don’t want to be like a pimp for these bastards to arrange all these innocent girls for them to enjoy. Can you please help me find out their intentions”

“If it is only for using these girls then I better find someone else who is interested in my script,” he concluded.

To me, Mani sir sounded very honest. He understands how the industry works too. I said, “Sure thing. I don’t mind having sex with them as far as I get what I came looking for.” We both nodded our heads and walked to the elevator. Their suite room was on the 6th floor and we reached the door.

The director knocked on the door and some guy around 50+ opened it. As we walked in, the room was filled with cigarette smoke. We saw 2 other guys having some drinks.

“Ah, Mani,  there you are. (I think he may be a cunning producer). I asked for a heroine and you brought me an angel. Come here darling, sit with me and we shall talk.”

Director said, “Sir, the previous 3 girls you interviewed said they do not agree with the terms and they are not interested. If you can share with me what you are looking for, then I can filter down our candidates. So you don’t have to waste your time.”

I was made to sit in the middle between the producer and his friend. The director was standing in front before the coffee table. When I sat, one side of the dress moved and it exposed my shining legs. He kept his cold palm on my thighs and said looking at the director.

“See Mani, I think we got our heroine this time. Hopefully, the contract there next to the bed lamp will be signed. We can start our shooting schedule from next month after finalizing another cast for the movie.”

Another guy sitting next to me was very interested in checking me out. He kept his arm over my shoulder and trying to hug me closer. He was rubbing his palm on my skin and asked, “What’s your name, darling?” I said, “Swetha, sir.” He turned my head towards him and came closer to my lips.

Director interrupted and said, “Sir, I think you said you want to discuss the script and the contract with the girl.”

The producer said, “Mani, I think this girl here is the best so far you got. All those girls came before took almost 2 hours to convinced before we could check them if they are suitable for the role. I think you can leave now and we will let you know tomorrow.”

In the meantime, the guy next to me already started smooching me. Director’s head was down and started to walk out and the door closed behind him. 3rd guy in the room closed the door and came inside and asked, “How is she cooperating?”

We broke the kiss and I returned a fake smile that I am into it. They asked if I would like to have a drink and I nodded my head. They poured me a whiskey round. And me sipping the glass tried to get friendly with them. I was asking them about the previous nights and the other girls who were not so cooperative.

I was pulled by the producer to his lap and his hands right on my boobs. He looked into my eyes if I have any concerns about his hand. As I did not say anything, “Darling are we hear to talk about others or you?” I returned a smile in acknowledgment.

3rd guy who was standing there got himself fully stripped and came straight to me. “Sweetheart, I am dying to see this thing get wet by your lips. Can you please help me with that? Maybe those 2 boys are busy discussing something else.”

I got down from the producer’s lap and kneeled in front of the 3rd guy. He sat on the bed with his legs hanging down. I know what I have to do and that’s not anything new. I took him in my mouth and covered his cock with my saliva and started to lick him.

In the meanwhile, I overheard the conversation between the producer and his friend.

Producer: I think we are going to have a good time today. Let’s finalize whom we need to call tomorrow.

Friend: Dude, I know you got some pimp who could supply fresh girls daily. But what about the film? I know you don’t have the money and I know you cannot produce until your boss gives you a green light.

Producer: Ya, that’s true. The central minister with whom I am working doesn’t want to do any movie now. Most probably I think that would be next year when he wants to wash some of the black money.

Friend: Hmmm, I understand. But just look at this girl man. How she takes his cock. I think I am going to keep her for a few months. You know I was thinking of making a couple of ad films and I think I am going to do them with this girl.

Producer: Ya, sure why not. She got a very good body. I can’t wait to see her fully naked. Let’s see how best she can offer us tonight. Then we can probably recommend to that guy who was looking for lead role cast.

Friend: ya. I agree. He won’t say no to you and please don’t forget me when you plan to have the next party.

One thing that was very clear from what I heard is these bastards have no intention of making a movie. And even if they do that would be only for washing money. What I was not sure, if I overheard them or they wanted to me hear it and me satisfying them with a hope that some good will happen.

I made up my mind that I am not going to entertain these guys. Just then the guy with his cock in the mouth was on the edge to come and I moved away. He was begging to get back and he was about to come and he wanted to finish it.

I said, “Sir what I heard from your conversation is that you are using the girls only for your sexual pleasure. You have no idea of really producing any movie. Poor Mani sir is ending up supplying you with innocent new girls daily.”

“Listen, Swetha. You have no idea about my connections in the industry. If you ever want to be a heroine, then you better remove your dress now and get back attending to his cock. We were just thinking about the roles that are suitable for you. I am sure you don’t want to get on the wrong foot.”

I casually walked across the room and called the director’s number. It was about 40 minutes since he left me. He said he is still in the hotel lobby not knowing what to do. I told him to come upstairs to the suite room. All 3 are confused and had no idea.

Director came to the room in about 10 minutes. I explained everything that I heard and told him that they have no intention of making a movie. They are just using him. He doesn’t want to believe as he had a lot of hopes on them.

The producer said, “Mani, we thought this could be the break and we thought she is our heroine. You know a few bits of compromise have to happen to get lead roles. We don’t like her attitude. Ask her to leave.”

“If you still want to direct the film, then get out of the remaining girls we shortlisted. Get someone else in the next 1 hour. And you better say that this is her final chance and she is being called to return sexual flavors. We don’t want a similar drama again.”

It was me and the director who was supposed to be angry at these bastards. Instead, they say they don’t like me and the director guy is just nodding his head trying to call the next girl.

I grabbed the phone from the director’s hand and said, “Mani sir, before you call the other girl I would like to show our producer and his friends what they won’t be getting here tonight.”

The director was a bit confused about what I was saying. I went closer to him, took his hands and placed them on my boobs and gave it a nice press. From the director’s eyes, I could see how pleased he is on pressing my soft breast. He didn’t need any further invitation and he continued to squeeze them further.

In the meantime, I went ahead smooching and kissing him passionately and removed his belt and unbuttoned his jeans. I made him sit on the bed while the other 3 guys were watching me with clearly confused faces. I took the director’s cock to my mouth and started to give him the best blowjob.

He tried to push the strap of the dress. I stopped him and said, “They don’t deserve to see my body. Make sure you cum quickly.” He kept his hands on my head and pushing me further and moaning. It took about 3 minutes for the director to cum and his sperm on my cheek and lips.

I went to the washroom to get my face washed. When I came back, the producer guy was shouting and warning the director. He will ruin his career and my career too if I don’t agree to get naked and kneel in front of them serving their cocks in the same fashion.

Director came to me and asked, “Please Swetha. Can I remove your dress?” I said, “Yes Mani sir. Of course, you can remove my dress tonight. But not hear in front of these bastards. We will go to my house and we will fuck all night. I am in a good mood tonight.”

“Don’t worry about the movie. I will help with that and these guys have no intention of producing the movie. They are just using girls and you end up arranging them.”

I spat on their faces and we left the room to my apartment. As soon as we reached my apartment, I stripped myself in the hall and took Mani sir, to the bedroom. We fucked and fucked and slept for the night.

The next day morning for the first time he started explaining his script. It’s a nice story and I decided I shall fund the movie myself.

Threesome With My Wife And Her Boyfriend

Room 609, Velvet Pleasures hotel, Goa.

“I am sorry Disha. I am really sorry for the humiliation you had to endure in the last couple of hours.” I said seeing my wife lay naked on the floor bathed in cum. She was drowsy and almost unconscious. That’s because I drugged her before she got fucked by four horny old men.

I carried her to the bathroom to clean her. Resting her by the wall I took the handheld shower and started cleaning the cum off her chest. Suddenly I had the urge to slap her breasts. So I did. Disha’s breasts weren’t as big as her mother’s jugs to jiggle. Still, it was fun.

“Bad girl!” I said slapping her tits. She didn’t react. So I pinched her nipple hard. “You have been a very naughty girl Disha. A careless one too. You agreed to marry me and yet you didn’t tell me about your lover whom you invited to our honeymoon.”

Rubbing my hand over her flat belly I then shoved two fingers inside her pussy. Fingering her cunt I continued to talk to her.

“My parents were murdered on a highway. My mother was brutally raped until she died of embarrassment. Their killer, motherfucker Ganga Singh, was caught but then set free by the court because he has strong political contacts. In that situation, you agreed to marry me but then you go on to cheat on me, why? Why would you do this to me?”

I was done cleaning her, so I carried her and threw her on the bed. Damn right, I was pissed! Fair flawless skin, cute round face, C-cup breasts, hourglass figure, and that sweet hairless pussy. Seeing my bitch wife lay naked on the bed, I was tempted to mount her.

Getting on top I tried shoving my dick inside her pussy, but it kept on slipping. My penis was struggling to get a hard-on. Disha was still unconscious. With hopes to get an erection, I kissed her lips hard. So much so that blood came out of her lower lip.

I sucked her lip until the blood dried out. Still no arousal. At that moment I was very stressed. I felt guilty for letting Disha be fucked by four desperate politicians just so I can get their support.

Out of them, one was Gandharv Sinha (62). He was one of the founding members of the SRP political party and Disha’s father Dhanagiri’s good friend. He knew my wife very well since she was a baby. Still, he didn’t hesitate even once to defile her body.

The ruthless beast drilled Disha’s mouth hole so that she couldn’t say anything to get Gandharv emotional.

But somewhere I felt she deserved it. A couple of days ago we met Gandharvji at a temple in Goa. He invited us to the bungalow that he owns. We went there together but Disha felt like walking on the beach. So while I conversed with this respectable person, Disha went out for a walk.

The next day Gandharvji called me saying this,

“Rishi beta (son). I heard two gardeners gossiping about a couple kissing on the beach the other day you came to my place. They claimed that the woman they saw kissing was Disha. I know it can’t be true so I fired both of them. Still, I feel like you should know this.”

Maybe Disha did deserve to be violated by a couple of barbaric politicians. But I guess four was too much. I can’t forget how Disha moaned and screamed while the men rammed her pussy and butt-hole at the same it. Her body is so tiny and delicate. I feared that they might break her in desperation.

She would have been in excruciating pain during the act had I not drugged her earlier. Maybe I went too far and I feel bad about doing that. Disha was still naked and passed-out out of exhaustion. So I made a couple of phone calls and then sat next to the bed holding her hand.

She didn’t respond but I know she was listening. “The only thing I care to achieve in my life is to avenge the death of my parents. For that, I must become the biggest and worst fucking politician this country has ever seen.” I grunted while squeezing her hand.

Disha was in a deep sleep but I hope she heard all I had to say. A couple of hours later Disha woke up with a shock.

“What are you doing here? Stop! What if Rishi finds out!” she shouted pushing him away. At that moment there was a man, naked, resting on Disha, kissing her flat belly. While Disha slept I arranged for someone to pleasure my wife’s body to heal her scars of a gangbang.

“Abhay please stop kissing!” said she. Meanwhile, the guy had spread her pussy lips to play with her clit. “Ahh,” Disha resisted at first but then gave in to her cravings.

Abhay Virkrant is Disha’s boyfriend with whom she had been fooling around on the beach during our honeymoon. She was in a relationship with this prick before her marriage. But I didn’t know back then.

I could see her gasp, moan even grunt while her lover worked her pussy. Her body reacted to every kiss he landed on her bare breasts. Her shoulder or her neck. I had given strict instructions to not kiss her on her lips. He then went on to stuff his 8-inch dick inside my wife’s baby-making hole.

She blushed like a virgin bride and moaned with every thrust. It was the first time I was seeing my wife enjoy sex. She didn’t let him cum inside her pussy. Instead, she made him fill her mouth. Disha seemed thoroughly satisfied as she lay in his arms cuddling.

She tried kissing his lips but this obedient guy wouldn’t let her. Maybe because I threatened Abhay with the help of Jagdish Churi, the owner of this hotel and a former gangster. FYI Jagu dada was one of the dicks who was earlier inside my wife’s pussy.

“Why are you not kissing me?” she asked.

“Because I told him not to.”

I broke my silence and walked out from behind the window curtain. I too was naked at the moment and had a bit of erection. But seeing a superior dick in the vicinity made my penis shrink to half of its size. Disha was shocked to see me. She tried to knock Abhay off the bed. But I stopped her.

“Abhay right?” I said to the guy, “You did a marvelous job pleasuring my wife. I might need your assistance in the future.”

Still, Disha panicked.

“Honey I can explain. I’m sorry Rishi, I won’t do it again.”

Disha was finally back to her senses. I could see genuine guilt in her eyes. “No, you should,” I said hinting Abhay to start pleasuring Disha again. He got on top of her and started kissing her body, neck to toe.

Walking close to Disha I said, “I know my 5-inch dick will never be enough to satisfy you. That doesn’t bother me. I will make sure you are sexually satisfied by someone if not me. All I care about is to become a politician. And since you are my wife now, you have to play the role of a politician’s wife. I hope I can expect at least that.”

Finally, Disha had calmed down letting Abhay pleasure her body. As I stood next to her, Disha turned over and Abhay started playing around with her butt, shoving his face in the cleavage of her butt cheeks. She continued to listen to me.

“I don’t know how much Manda Ma (mother-in-law) had told you about being a ‘politician’s wife’. But it comes with a lot of responsibility. You just can’t carelessly fuck around with your secret lover in public.”

She was listening to me carefully while her eyes set on my penis. Then extending her arm she gently held my penis in her palm.

“I understand,” she replied.

Disha pinched my foreskin, then pushing it back she stroked my dick to get it hard. Her touch didn’t have much effect.

“Think about my mother,” said Disha. “Like you did during our first night.” Apparently, Disha knows about our little secret. The secret that I have hots for my mature mother-in-law. I hope she doesn’t know anything more.

Meanwhile, I kept on spilling out my guilt. “All the four guys that I made you fuck had seen you with this stupid lover of yours. There was nothing I could do.”

“It’s okay honey. I can understand. You don’t have to say another word,” she said pulling me close so that she could suck my cock. Swallowing it whole she sucked on my cock while fondling my balls. I simply closed my eyes and pictured Disha’s mother blowing me as she did countless times in the past.

In just a couple of minutes, I was close to the climax. When I came, I could get only a couple of droplets semen out. They were barely noticeable when they landed on her face.

That day I fucked my wife in the shower. I masturbated watching her being fucked by four dudes. I masturbated yet again when I saw her having sex with her lover. So please don’t judge me if I couldn’t generate enough load when she sucked my cock.

Unfortunately that jerk Abhay saw that and gave a sly smile. Confidently he climbed on Disha’s back and pulling her butt cheeks to the side. He stuffed his monster cock inside her butt-hole. On the first thrust itself, Disha screamed at the top of her voice.

A hotel attendant came to check. So I had to go tell her that everything is fine. I heard her giggle having caught a glimpse of my shrunken penis.

“Don’t feel bad, oh husband!” said she while she was being pounded. By then Abhay had Disha rested against the wall and was fucking her in missionary pose.

“Just as your dick isn’t as big as I would like, my tits aren’t as big as you would love. In a way we both are imperfect which makes us perfect for each other. Come join us,” she said inviting me for a threesome.

Most of the time, I was just kissing her lips with a lot of tongue action while her boyfriend stretched her pussy. I regained my erection 20 minutes later. Still, I was the first to cum.

It was four in the evening so I got dressed and walked out of the room. I had a meeting to attend in the hotel’s restaurant. Meanwhile, those horny fuck-bunnies continued to make love.

In the restaurant, I was supposed to have an early dinner with a top local politician Kesav Romaka and his wife. He is the local in-charge of my father-in-law’s political party SRP. FYI he is one of the guys who fucked my wife earlier that morning.

We were already seated at the table and chatting while having the starters. Then suddenly Kesav got distracted and said, “Ahh, Dishaji,” he gave a seductive moan.

“Ya, sorry. She won’t be joining us for dinner,” I replied. Both of them were confused and then they smiled.

When I turned I saw a hot woman, wearing a sparkly black sari with a black sleeveless low-cut blouse, approach our table. I noticed that she had stuffed her push-bra to show off as much cleavage as possible. Tying her long black hair in a bun made look more like her mother than before.

“That’s my wife Disha,” I said casually introducing her. I was surprised to see my wife join us for dinner despite the fact that I gave her a green signal to be with her boyfriend.

The rest of the dinner went great. Disha was being very charming. She has this ability to seduce people with words. She was able to impress them at the dinner table that evening and later that night in bed.

The couple took us to their bungalow by the beach, where all four of us slept together. Both of us men were laying on the bed while our wives swapped and on top, riding our cocks.

The politician Kesav had my wife. She seemed to be enjoying riding an older man. Meanwhile, I had a cute chubby milf named Kanika. She was like my mother-in-law. Voluptuous with big tits and at the moment naked on top of me moving her hips as fast as she could.

Obviously she couldn’t match the pace of my young athletic wife. Still, she tried. Seeing me distracted she grabbed my face, “Don’t worry beta. Your wife is in good hands and so are you.” She said and then kissed me on my lips. She even slipped me her tongue.

Apparently, wife swapping is an old tradition in politics. They call it ‘A Politician’s Promise’.

The night went well, having sex. After which Disha and I went for some skinny dipping in the water. Her idea! Fortunately, the beach was empty that late in the night. We ended up having sex there. I was shocked to see this transformation in Disha.

The sex we had on the beach was the first time she was being truly romantic with me. As surprised and happy I was that night, more surprises followed in the remaining days of our honeymoon.

Not only did she manage to convince other top politicians to support me in my political career, but she also put a lot of effort into making our honeymoon as romantic as possible. And as a bonus, that 8-inch prick Abhay was nowhere to be seen for the rest of our trip to Goa.

By the time we were ready to leave, I had the votes of four key members of the SRP party. “Now your father can’t stop me from joining SRP,” I told my wife on our return journey. The reason I say that is because something he said to me earlier.

A couple of days after the wedding I had a chat with my father-in-law. He said to me, “It seems that you are taking some interest in politics. Don’t!” I was taken aback by his suggestion. He didn’t even let me explain my side.

“I want my daughter as far away from politicians as possible. That’s why I agreed to let her marry a simple engineer.”

I didn’t say anything but I was determined to enter politics. Nobody and I mean nobody can stop me from achieving this goal. Fortunately, after the honeymoon, my wife Disha was on my side.

I know what you guys must have thought after reading the previous chapter. ‘This is the same typical story of a cheating wife turned into a cheap slut.’ But that isn’t my case. Why does it always have to be?

People say ‘Behind every successful man is a woman.’ But what is she doing behind me? Most of the time she is in front facing me, sometimes I am behind her, sometimes she is on top, sometimes I am on top.

The key to success (derived from an ancient word ‘suck-sex’) is just this – ‘A lot of sucking and a lot of sex.’ and my beautiful wife Disha did both of that, for me, just to see me someday be successful in the field of fucking politics.

To be cunt-i-nude.

In the next part.
The newlywed return from the honeymoon. Now Rishi has to reveal his desire of joining politics to his father-in-law. What will happen then? Also, will Rishi’s wife and his mother-in-law openly stand by his side?

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Rashmi – Making Of A Married Slut

After we ended in her bed at a flat in the absence of her husband, Rashmi and I had been fucking and sexting a lot. She opened up about her intimate desires and I was only happy to bring it out in her. She had a voluptuous body, something which her husband failed to appreciate.

Such a cute face with such massive boobs 38d and ass 40. With the number of men ogling at her all the time, she is bound to be used to a lot of men’s attention. Every time she stepped out of the house, any and every man would eye her assets. Be it auto driver, or cab driver or shopkeeper or colleagues at the office.

She was desirable and desirable in a dirty way. She knew that. Quite a few times we went to her place after office and I would fuck her. Her husband would be gone out of town for like a month at times. So it was quite easy for us to hook up. And she didn’t mind the arrangement.

Over time we started exploring other fantasies to spice up our fucks. Our chats would invariably turn into sexting. I would tell her ways I wanna get her fucked. And then came Valentine’s day. Her hubby wasn’t coming this time so she was alone. So I decided to take her out and then also spice things up.

I got her a dress. I went online and bought a dress for her. After the office when we went to her place, on Valentine’s day I gave her the gift. The dress was one piece, short length, ending around halfway through her ass cheeks. Also, it had a deep cleavage. The moment she saw the dress, she realized it was too slutty to be worn.

Rashmi: “Really? You want me to wear this?”
Me: “Why not? You will look hot in this.”
Rashmi smiled knowing she would, “And a slut.”

Me: “Sluts are hot.”
Rashmi: “But I can’t wear this outside.”
Me: “We will see about it.”

She went to change and came back wearing it. Her huge ass hardly fit into it. It was only half-covering her ass. Her cleavage was almost popping out of the dress. Rashmi walked in front of me seducing me, “So you wanna take me out wearing this?” Her hands on her hips, twirling, smiling.

Me: “Any man would.”
Rashmi: “Hahaha, I know.”
Me: “So our favorite pub by 11 pm?”

Rashmi thought for a second, “It could be fun, but we will come back soon.”
Me: “Yeah, definitely.”

So we left before midnight in my car and went to a famous pub. They had Valentine’s special nite. She got out of the car and walked into the crowd wearing that short dress. She was instantly noticed by all the guys around. We got into the bar and I took her to those high bar seats.

That way she would be visible to most the guys sitting on chairs and more of her thighs and ass would be exposed. She quite sportingly did as I made her do. We sat on those high bar seats ordered some drinks. “Gosh, how many looks I am gonna get tonite?” she was enjoying the moment.

“Just have fun. Let them stare,” I was encouraging her.
“I hope they just stare. They look quite eager to pounce on me,” she replied sipping her drink.
“Right here in the pub? Wow, what a sight that would be,” I was teasing her.

“Shut up! You just want to have me used,” she replied, not exactly complaining about it. We finished our drinks. “Let’s go to the dance floor. Let’s show them something more.” Rashmi grabbed my hand and walked towards the dance floor.

“What more? My dress is already exposing a lot. I was practically sitting on my bare ass on that bar seat,” she whispered to me as she excitedly walked with me.
My hands were on her ass as we walked. “C’mon it’s Valentine’s night. Show some love to men.” I was encouraging her, not that she needed any.

“You want me to be Valentine for all these men!” She turned to me looking quizzed as we reached the dance floor. The music was on and she was swaying her hips seductively to the tune of music. My hands were moving from her hips to lower ass back and forth.

Watching that 40″ half covered ass on the floor, some more men had joined on the dance floor. She was being checked out by almost all men on the floor.
I whispered in her ear, “Some guys behind you are checking out your ass.” She just laughed naughtily and just looked at me asking, “So what?”

I pulled her closer and made her kiss me, smooching her passionately. She put her arms around my shoulder and kissed me. At the same time, my hand went on her ass and under her dress. She realized where my hands were, and she kept kissing me passionately, lips locked.

I then suddenly lifted her dress a little, exposing her entire ass to men standing behind her. I spread out her ass cheeks with both hands and gave a good glimpse of her huge ass to men on the floor. She played well. She looked at me as I put her dress down covering her ass.

“Fuck you. You’re making me a slut,” she whispered in my ears knowing well the view all those men got off her ass. The next moment, I left her on the dance floor and went to grab some drinks, leaving her amongst those hungry men. I went to the drinks counter and turned to saw her on the dance floor.

She was already dancing with some other guys. 4 of them, surrounding her. The guy behind her was trying hard to have his crotch rub against her ass. They took turns to go behind her and watch her ass sway. Rashmi seemed to enjoy all that attention. They chatted with her a bit and I was watching where it would lead.

One of the guys then comes to me, “Hi, she with you?” I nodded. He continues “Both your drinks are on us.”
“Thanks, I just ordered our drinks,” I said.
“What’s your plans later tonight?”

“Nothing much, why?” I replied
“Well, we thought she can join us later. We can drop her home in the morning.”
“Why don’t you ask her?” I replied.
He says, “I did. She said I have to ask you for plans.”

I realized she wanted me to pimp her and she too wanted some action. I told him, “Why don’t you guys go and wait for me outside the back gate behind this building?” I got my drinks and went dancing floor. Exchanged some courtesies with those guys and they left.

I handed Rashmi her drink, “It seemed you were offered a night out with those guys.”
“Yea.they want me to come to their flat tonight. And they promise to drop me home in the morning. How nice,” she replied sipping her drink.
“So, you didn’t go?” I asked.

“How can I? This slut was brought here by you. I am booked by you tonite”
I grabbed her arm and got her closer to me and kissed her passionately. “Damn, you gonna get slut-fucked tonight.” She looked at me, “Can’t wait.”

We finished our drink, I put my hands under her dress. This time my fingers went deeper and were rubbing her pussy. We walked towards the bar counter, kept our glasses. All this while my hand under her dress from behind, fingers rubbing her cunt.
“Wow, it’s dripping wet.” 2 of my fingers were already in.
“Ever since those guys made me felt their hard cock on my ass,” she said, “Where are we going?”

“To see how good a slut you can you be,” I whispered to her as we walked out the back gate and behind the pub building. A few steps ahead and she saw those guys waiting. It was a dark lonely area. We walked towards those guys. “She ain’t free tonight for you guys to take her home,” I said to them.

She stood in front of them wondering what’s going on. “But you guys have 30 minutes with her right here.” Rashmi heard me and was surprised. All alone with 5 guys in a lonely dark area at 3 am. Those men had already walked up to her. All 5 of us near touching distance of her.

In the next moment, I raised her dress above her hips. She left out a moan, a mix of fear and pleasure. I slapped her vagina over her thongs in front of those guys. The sound of wet pussy was a clear indication to those guys how much she wanted it. I slapped her pussy 3-4 times. She could only moan a bit more.

The next moment one of those guys came closer to her and kissed her on lips. She reciprocated well and kissed him. She could now feel more hands on her suddenly. Her ass was bare and now constantly being groped and pull apart. Pussy being rubbed.

The guy stopped kissing her and then another guy joined. She was made to kiss everyone turn by turn. By the time the 4th guy kissed her, her dress was pulled down from the top, bringing out her 38d boobs. I warned everyone, “Just 30 minutes.”

They realized they didn’t have the entire night with her and being a public place, they should hurry. With hands all over her body, she was lead towards the car by those 4 guys. She had never felt so much violated. Yet her vagina was dripping in anticipation of how it’s gonna be used in a few minutes.

In that 10 meters of the walk, she was wondering which of these guys would be the first one. And then who next and then how many times. She was relieved knowing it was just 30 minutes. The guys all were already excited looking at her curvy assets, almost naked.

They made her lay on the bonnet of a car on her boobs and Rashmi obediently did it. The first guy stood behind her. She could hear pants unzipping and his hand on her ass cheeks. The next moment she felt his hard cock on her cunt, gliding in.

She couldn’t resist moaning in pleasure feeling his dick growing inside her pussy. He was holding her by her hips and shoving his cock in and out of her pussy. The pounding speed increased and Rashmi’s heavy breathing and moaning were getting everyone horny. He fucked her for about 5-7 minutes.

Before Rashmi could relax as he withdrew his cock, she could feel another hardened cock filling up her pussy. “Longer than the last one,” she thought. This guy held her hair from behind and pulled it hard while fucking her. Rashmi seemed to enjoy this roughness.

She was biting her lower lips and swaying her ass encouraging this guy to go deeper. By the time the 3rd and 4th guy had done with her, Rashmi had accepted her fate of a slut for the night. Everyone had used a condom. Finally, it was my turn. Her pussy was dripping wet and spread out beautifully.

I took out my cock and inserted it in her vagina. I had never used condoms with her. She realized it was me and turned back and kissed me. It was her way of thanking me for this experience. Our lips were locked and I was fucking her at the same time. I could feel her pussy juices dripping.

After a few minutes of fucking, she got up and stood before all of us. She tied her hair to a knot and kneeled. She pulled down her dress shoulder straps, putting on a display her boobs for us. “This time don’t come to turn by turn,” she made it clear. We surrounded her, she was on knees between us.

All of the guys unzipped and she immediately started sucking cocks randomly. One each in her hand and one in her mouth. She was switching between cocks and make sure she had her mouth and hands full to serve all the cocks. She took my cock in her mouth and deep throated herself on my cock.

She knew that would make me cum. But she wanted to show other guys what she meant to do. After me, she deep throated everyone’s cock. And made them cum inside her mouth or on her face. The way she licked clean everyone’s cock, everyone knew then that she loved sucking cock.

It was about 40 minutes by now. Everyone looked pleased. Rashmi adjusted her dress. One of the guys gave her a handkerchief for her to wipe our cums from her face. We stood there for a while before she hugged everyone and we left. I took her back to the pub from the back gate.

We sat down for another round of drinks and behaved as if nothing happened. We talked normally and we left the pub and drove back to her place in our car.
On way to home, I asked her, “So how was your first night as a slut?”

“Shut up, you didn’t tell me about it,” she replied smilingly
“I wanted it to be a surprise.”
“Yea it was a good one,” she replied gleefully, “but we could have been caught.doing it in public road.”

“Yea. Maybe next time we could plan it. Book a hotel room,” I said
“What? Really? You are going to turn me into a slut?” she reacted
“Well, you seem to enjoy it,” trying to convince her.
“Hmm, yes,” she loved it, “but not in this city.”

“Yeah, that could be more fun. Travel and fuck,” I replied.
“So you are my pimp now?” she was teasing me.
“Not yet. Nobody paid for this fuck,” I said.

“Hahaha!” She laughed in jest, “How much would you think they would have paid?”
“I don’t know. You are pretty hot, and there were 4 guys. Easily 30-50k.”
“Wow. Just for half an hour! Not a bad deal,” she liked the idea and the kink of it.

We drove home. We were awake all night. Watched some porn together. Mostly gangbangs forced fuck. I left around 8 am as her husband was returning in the late afternoon.

I hope you enjoyed reading this. I will write more about her. Ping me for a chat or anything naughty: [email protected]

Girlfriend Gangbanged And Become Cum-Princess

Hi ISS readers, this incident took place on the eve of my girlfriend’s birthday. As you know from my previous story, I and Manisha, my roommate-turned-girlfriend have been dating since day 1.

We used to have sex every weekend and as her birthday approached, I wanted to give her a surprise. I knew that one of Manisha’s deepest desires was to get gangbanged.

So I asked my close friend Ashok and his roommate Ajay to come to my apartment to fuck my girlfriend. I always knew that both of them ogled at Manisha and wanted to have some intimate time with her. I too liked to watch my girlfriend getting fucked by my friends.

On the day, I asked Manisha to wear the red-netted saree that I had purchased for her. She was looking smoking hot in that dress and her cleavage was clearly visible. Looking at her in that dress, any guy would lose his control.

As the evening approached, I was getting too horny and was starting to lose control. Just then the bell rang. I asked Manisha to open the door.

My friends Ashok and Ajay entered the apartment and were awestruck after looking at my gf. Manisha hugged both of them as they gave her gifts.

All four of us then sat down for some beer. Soon Ajay started staring at Manisha. He slowly removed his shirt and put it on the floor. Ashok too followed him. Manisha started feeling awkward.

I told Manisha that they were here to fulfill her deepest desire. Manisha was initially shy but later she agreed.

I slowly went near Manisha and removed the pallu of the saree and put my face on her blouse in her cleavage and smooched her. Ashok and Ajay were getting horny and Ashok’s bulge was looking too big.

I knew that Ashok was very eager and hence I asked Manisha to undo his pants. She undid his pants and underpants. Manisha got scared looking at his cock. It was 10 inches long and had a good girth! I was also shocked.

Ajay, on the other hand, had his tool in his hand and was stroking it. Then I removed Manisha’s saree and her blouse. Ashok was thrilled to see my girlfriend’s boobs tucked inside her red floral bra.

Ashok who was now very wild tore apart Manisha’s petticoat and panty! Then he slowly entered into my girlfriend’s soft pussy. Manisha was trembling and her body had become cold. Ashok slowly pushed his 10-inches into Manisha who was now moaning loudly.

Meanwhile, Ajay and I undid my girlfriend’s bra and sucked each of her boobs. The room was soon filled with Manisha’s lusty moans.

Ashok: Manisha you look so hot, I always wanted to fuck you..

Manisha: Ahhha.. Aaaahhaaahhh.. Ashooooookkkkk.. aaaaaaahhhaaaa.. Slooooowwwlly..

Myself: Ashok, please don’t cum in her.

Ashok: Ok, bro. I won’t.

Soon I realized Ashok was about to cum so I grabbed his cock and removed it from my girlfriend’s pussy. Just as I removed, he came all over my face and Manisha’s left thigh.

Manisha then pulled me to her face and licked Ashok’s cum off my face. Manisha had orgasmed twice by now and was very tired. I knew this was the time to give her my gift.

I slowly entered Manisha’s soft pussy while she sucked Ajay’s 8-inch cock. Ajay was feeling so horny that he squeezed Manisha’s boobs so hard and bit on them.

I then rammed my girlfriend effortlessly and her moans were driving me crazy. I felt my cock was way bigger and harder now. Just as I was about to cum into Manisha, Ajay had cummed into Manisha’s mouth. I too took the chance and ejaculated into her pussy.

Manisha too was squirting at this point and she loved to have three naked men around her. She held on to Ashok’s giant 10-inch cock and dragged it towards her mouth. She sucked his cock after swallowing Ajay’s cum.

Ajay by now had slept on the couch nude. Soon Ashok too cummed in my girlfriend’s mouth and her face and mouth were now covered in cum.

I was very happy that I had given Manisha an awesome gift. Her desire to get gangbanged was fulfilled and so was mine. I had now impregnated her. I knew that now Manisha was all mine and no one could separate us. That night all of us slept together cuddling our naked bodies.

The next morning, I woke up to the moans of Manisha. My friend Ashok had his 10-inch tool all the way into Manisha’s pussy. Ashok also had a bottle in his hand. He soon pulled out his massive tool and started filling the bottle with his sperms.

I then woke up Ajay and asked him to fuck Manisha. Ajay’s 8 inches was rock hard and as it entered Manisha’s pussy, she started feeling good. She enjoyed his cock and to my surprise, Ajay too cummed into the bottle into which Ashok had cummed. All this while I was masturbating watching my girlfriend fucked. I too then came into the same bottle.

Ashok then asked Manish to drink all the jizz in the bottle but she denied. I then asked all to pose for a nude selfie.

Just then, Manisha took the bottle which was filled with jizz and poured it over her head! She looked like a cum-princess. She was drenched in jizz. Her hair, face, and breasts were covered with our jizz. All of us then took a shower together.

This experience was one of the best. My girlfriend conceived a child but we decided to abort the child. We had informed Manisha’s parents that she got pregnant but we aborted it. Now we are engaged and our marriage is to take place soon. Ashok and Ajay often visit us and we end up fucking Manisha together.

I have one more incident to narrate wherein Manisha arranged me to fuck one of her Canadian classmates Catherine and Missy. I shall narrate the incident some other day. Till then, masturbate to this spicy Indian sex story.

Ghost Of Kareema – An Erotic Sex Tale – Part 12

Welcome back.

17 June 1985 Monday
7:49 pm

Kareema went to Anita. She was dressed in her panty and bra. Kareema asked Anita why she never has sex with men of Kareema’s own culture. Anita responded that she has experience of sex with one of those men and he was abusive with her.

Kareema didn’t know why that made Anita stay away from all men of her culture. But from what she knew, all the Sinhalese men she had had sex so far had larger dicks than her husband did.

18 June 1985 Tuesday

Kareema woke up early in the morning. Anita was still asleep.

She was seeking modesty in life, even though she knew damn well she was gonna break it soon enough. She would do it in a heartbeat if the situation arises, and she knew that.

Imagining her self being thrown around and being used, made her wet. What would it be like? She thought. She knew, with Anita’s help, she’d be able to see what it was like, even at the hands of more than one man, if she wanted to.

Then she heard an unclear sound. A sound like that of a lock being opened. Soon enough, she heard light footsteps. The curtain of the room was pulled aside, and someone entered.

A man! And behind him three other men! From the mirror in front of her, she saw who that was. Yes, that was the face of a man she had seen only once before. It was Gihan’s!

“We meet again,” Gihan said as he approached Kareema, slowly. She stood up, and stayed still, lowering her gaze. She was silent.

“Who else is at home? Is the other woman home too?” Gihan asked as he approached Kareema from behind, and started feeling her with his right hand.

“Ahh,” Kareema moaned, turning her face to her left side and closing her eyes. Gihan massaged her collar area a few times, before starting to rub her down her arm.

At the end of her arm, he placed his palm on the outside of her hand and held it sending his fingers between hers. “Did you hear what I asked?” Gihan asked as he placed his left palm on her belly and started rubbing her up towards her breast.

“Please don’t hurt her. I’ll do anything!” Kareema said, and moaned, as Gihan’s left hand squeezed her left boob. As he repeatedly squeezed her left boob, his right had also rubbed her up to her right boob and started squeezing it.

“Ah!” She moaned, closing her eyes shut and turning her face towards. He pulled her and got her pressed against himself as he kept massaging her boobs for a little longer. Meanwhile, he slowly placed his chin on her left shoulder.

She turned her face towards him and they started sharing a kiss. His left hand rubbed her towards her neck and started massaging her neck. His right hand rubbed her down to her pussy and started massaging her there.

“Ahh,” she moaned as she broke the kiss and turned her face upwards, as he continued massaging her neck. “How many cocks have you had at the same time?” Gihan asked as he started pulling up her clothing.

“Three,” she said as she held her clothes and took it off her body.

“Three? Today’s gonna be your lucky day, then,” Gihan said with a smile as he stepped back.

Now she was standing in front of the four men, wearing only her bra and panty.

“From now onwards, you’ll only answer what you’re asked. Clear?”

“Yes,” Kareema said, lowering her gaze.

“Good. Boys, let’s get busy.”

Soon enough, the four men surrounded her.

“What are you doing? Hey, stop! Mmm!” Kareema tried to pretend to dislike it, even though deep down she wanted it more than anything.

“Don’t try to scream, honey!” Gihan said as he got her both armed locked behind her using his left arm. With his right arm had her mouth covered.

“If you even try…Well, you’ll see what, you understand!?”

Kareema just nodded her head.

“Good girl, now Piyal, Nimal, Wimal…move!” Gihan said.

Gihan let go of her and quickly unhooked her bra, and pushed it off her shoulders. She turned her shoulders forth and let it fall to the ground. Piyal pulled her panty down to her ankles. She walked out of it.

“Look how wet it already is!” Piyal said. It made Kareema go red with shame. “Lying preventive one! What were you pretending to dislike it for, huh?” Piyal asked as he threw her panty away and came towards her.

“Please don’t hurt me,” Kareema said in an almost crying tone, as her both armed were locked behind her by Gihan.

Gihan had her arms held in position with his left arm. With his right hand, he held her jaw and turned her face to her right side. He started sharing a kiss with her.

“Mmmh,” she started moaning as Piyal and Nimal started playing with and sucking her left and right boobs, respectively. When she felt their teeth on her nipples, that sent currents through her entire body.

Soon enough, Wimal knelt in front of her pussy and started eating it. From time to time she felt his tongue, teeth, and knuckle against her clitoris. She started rubbing Gihan’s cock with her right hand through his pants. Soon enough, she managed to push his zip down and pull it out.

She started rubbing it up and down. Soon enough, she was so wet she had a hard time even standing. Her legs started bending. Gihan let go of her. So did the others. She knelt in front of Gihan and started sucking his cock.

“Don’t suck it too hard. I don’t wanna come before I get inside of you,” Gihan said.

She smiled wildly and started sucking his cock, occasionally rubbing it up and down from time to time.

“Mmm,” She was making a sound.

Meanwhile, the other three got fully naked and started rubbing their cocks up and down.

“Suck it,” he said as he pushed his cock into her mouth, held her head with both hands, and started fucking her mouth, slowly. She placed both hands on his thighs and held them.

“Oh,” she made a sound each time he rammed into her mouth. Gihan left her head for a second and pulled himself out. As Kareema waited for him to position again, Piyal came behind her and knelt behind her, close to her with his knees outside hers.

He hugged her from behind and kissed her a few times around her shoulders and her upper back, massaging her boobs.

“God, this body is so awesome!” Piyal exclaimed. Kareema turned her face towards him with a smile.

“What’s your name, beautiful?”

“Kareema.”

“Kareema? Doesn’t that mean generous, right guys?” Piyal asked the others. They seemed to have no idea.

“Doesn’t that Kareema?” Piyal asked Kareema.

“Yes,” Kareema answered, with her eyes lowered to the ground. Piyal kissed her right shoulder again.

Piyal held her neck with his left hand and kissed and licked the right side of her neck, as he started rubbing her pussy with his right hand.

“Aaah,” Kareema moaned, turning her face upwards closing her eyes.

“Hey! Let her suck my thing!” Gihan finally interrupted angrily. Piyal broke the kiss.

“Suck him off, darling!” Piyal said as he held her hair tightly in his right hand and slowly lowered her to Gihan’s cock. He was now laying on his back, with his legs apart and his cock close to Kareema’s mouth.

Kareema lowered her face on Gihan’s cock, pulled her hair to her right side with her right hand, and held his cock with her both hands.

“Wow, give your Sinhalese cock to this mouth!” Kareema said, and spat the gland, before starting to ride it, moving her head up and down. As Gihan held her head with his hands and started controlling the rhythm, she bent her back and pulled her ass upwards.

“Oh man, look at that,” Piyal said and slapped her ass cheeks, one once.

“Mm,” Kareema moaned each time, with Gihan’s cock still inside of her. Piyal laid on his back with his face under her pussy, and slowly started pushing her legs apart.

Kareema took the signal and pushed her legs apart, lowering her pussy towards Piyal’s mouth. He started eating it. “Mmm,” Kareema started moaning as she started feeling Piyal’s tongue and lips around her pussy.

It wasn’t long before she started shivering. She immediately removed Gihan’s cock and fell on her back on the floor.

“Aah, shit!” Kareema moaned as she orgasmed all over the floor. She was rubbing her pussy hard with her right hand, slapping it repeatedly.

“Oh my god, gimme all of your cocks!” Kareema pleaded. The men laughed. They waited for her to come back to her senses.

“Very well,” Gihan said as he and Piyal held her hands and pulled her to her feet.

“Is there a room we can use?” Gihan asked her.

“There’s one in the back,” Kareema said. The men had their eyes shining with lust.

“Good, let’s go…”

The five entered the back room. There were a bed and a mattress in the room. Nothing else. Everyone was in within seconds. The men pulled the mattress to the floor.

“I guess there’s no need for foreplay,” Gihan said as he went forth and laid on his back on the mattress. His cock was like a rocket towards the sky. Kareema sat with her legs on both sides of his waist and lowered herself on his cock, taking his entire length inside of her. He started riding her.

“Aaah…aaah,” Kareema was moaning, squeezing her boobs with her own hands. Gihan rubbed her waist and lower back up and down and slapped her ass now and then. His slaps weren’t hard or painful but they had made her milky white ass cheeks red.

The other three guys joined. Piyal held her head with both hands and pulled her upwards himself, ramming her mouth on the process. The other two guys pulled each of her hands towards their cocks.

Soon enough, Kareema was riding Gihan, giving a blowjob to Piyal, and handjobs to two other guys, all at the same time.

Multitasking! Women are generally better at that and this is the whole purpose, right here!

“Man, I’m having the best time of my life,” Nimal said to Wimal.

“Yeah, me too,” Wimal responded.

Gihan held her ass with his hands and started riding her up and down faster. She took the signal and started riding him fast herself. This made her hard to concentrate on the other three tasks, but the men were using her head and her hands on their cocks anyway, so the act went on.

“Mm, mm, mm,” Kareema was moaning.

“Aaah…yes, yes…I’m cumming!” Gihan moaned as he pushed her off his cock. Loads, one after another, went up and fell on her back. Once Gihan was empty, he slid off her and sat on the bed. Then, Piyal removed his cock from her face and replaced Gihan.

But unlike Gihan, Piyal slid under her with his face towards her front. “You know what to do,” Piyal said as he slapped her pussy with his cock. She lowered herself on his cock, taking it in, and started riding him too.

Meanwhile, the other two were still getting masturbated with her hands. Piyal squeezed her boobs and pinched her nipples from time to time, as she kept riding her.

Later, Nimal said, “I got an idea,” as he removed his cock from her hand and went towards her back.

Kareema knew what was gonna happen but she didn’t mind anyway. As Wimal started fucking her mouth, Nimal knelt behind her, pushed her a little forward, and got inside of her ass.

“Mmm,” Kareema moaned long moans, with Wimal’s cock in her mouth, as Nimal kept fucking her ass. Now, he needed nothing else to do that ejaculate soon. He held her hip and kept fucking her fast.

“Aaah…I’m coming,” he finally said as he too removed himself, and came all over her back and hair as well. Nimal too sat on the bed by Gihan.

Then, Piyal held her neck with both hands and pulled her face towards his, forcing her to remove Wimal’s cock from her mouth. He pulled her face close and shared a kiss with her. She closed her eyes, and with a smile, enjoyed the kiss.

“Lie on your back,” Piyal said, once he broke the kiss.

She laid on her back, and as Piyal laid on her, he slowly penetrated her and hugging her tightly, started fucking her.

“Ah, ah, ah,” she moaned each time he penetrated. He too was fucking her with his life now. He wanted to ejaculate soon too.

“I’m gonna come…aaah,” Piyal moaned. She knew what would happen if she let her come inside of her.

She immediately pushed him off with her all strength. A second later, wave after wave of his semen hit her stomach, as she immediately covered her pussy with both hands.

As Piyal knelt aside, Wimal came forth and masturbated his load all over her hair, face, and breast.

“Aaah,” Kareema moaned, as she started collecting all the semen she could and pushing them into her mouth with her fingers, “that was some real good time.”

“Let’s go, boys,” Gihan said, standing up. The others were about to leave the room, when Gihan said, “We’ll come back sometime later, Kareema.”

“No, you won’t,” Kareema said with a wild smile. Gihan was surprised and he seemed offended.

“What does that mean?”

“This,” Kareema said as he pulled something off the lower side of the bed. It made a “click!” Sound, with the help of her thumb.

It was the handgun that she stole from Gihan the last time!

I hope you enjoyed the story. Let me know your comments on email or hangouts at [email protected]

All responses are welcome. No need to worry. I’ll be back soon. The story will continue. Until then, peace.